Friday, 18 January 2013

The Blizzard (part 5)

And then out the window,

Once more we did spy,

A lone robin was looking,

For food he did cry.

We scattered some crumbs,

On top of the snow,

He came right up to us,

It's funny how they know,

But by now the sun was stronger,

Gaining height up in the sky,

And a slow methodic drip began,

A thaw to you and I.

J. G.

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